Today was an interesting day. We woke up to a heavy fog (see middle picture below) and had to sit until 8:00 AM before I could start walking. I actually went out with about a tenth mile visibility, but I had my orange vest on and I was about ten feet from the road. It was no problem at all and the fog cleared in a couple of hours. I started walking this morning and immediately found a horseshoe, a real one from a horse, not one you pitch horseshoes with. So, I picked it up and carried it till I hooked up with Valda to get my water. It’s going to the grandsons and I just hope I can find another one somewhere along the way.
The day today was muggy, but not too hot. The breeze was very slight to non-existent. This is okay, but the bugs really bother you when there is no breeze. We are currently about 18 miles west of Bloomfield, IA and should get there easily tomorrow. My brother Ron is coming out on his motorcycle to see us tomorrow and then will walk with me some on Friday before heading back to Indy.
The montage picture is from our son Chris. It shows me on four different days during the walk. I just couldn’t believe how much smaller the walking stick has gotten. Just compare the pictures and see how little it has become. Amazing. The bottom picture is of the yard of the Mayor of Promise City, Brenda DeVore, who is also the manager of the Prairie Trails Museum in Corydon. Valda met her yesterday and we got a nice email from her this afternoon. Not much else happened today. No problems and hopefully there will be none tomorrow.
Miles Covered: 20
Total Miles: 2,033.25
Money Found: $0.28
Total Found: $59.59

We went into Mount Ayr this morning and had our usual day off breakfast of eggs, bacon, sausage gravy and biscuits (after Valda scarfed this down, she wanted some of my dry toast and black coffee – not really😜 ). I know it doesn’t sound too healthy, but it makes me happy to be able to eat this once a week and so I’m going to. We ate at a diner called Peggy Sue’s and it was really neat seeing the 50’s motif in such a small town (pop. 1700). I then walked next door and got my hair cut at Dick’s Barber Shop. Dick Simpson was voted one of the top ten barbers in Iowa this past Spring and he has the award on the wall to prove it. Anyway, Dick asked me where I was from and we got into a conversation about what I was doing. When he got through, he shook my hand and said ‘on the house’. I just want to thank Dick for a great buzz (I told him the haircut I got in Delta, UT didn’t last like I thought it would. He said his would last till NYC).
We went through Clarinda, Iowa today and it is famous for being the birthplace of Glenn Miller. Now when I was in the Ft. Morgan, CO area, they boasted it as the childhood home of Glenn Miller. Isn’t it strange that in a month and a half I’ve walked through two towns associated with Glenn Miller. I wonder where he spent his teen years. See the picture of his birthplace home.

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